The Moon Goes Dark ~ Leviathan

The pain was excruciating. I'd never broken my own leg before, so I didn't really have anything to compare it to, but then again, I couldn't really feel it until the adrenaline wore off.

I tried to stand up, but I immediately collapsed on the floor.

"Leviathan, are you okay?!" Lykfilia's voice rang through the tavern.

"Does it look like he's okay!?" Spectre replied to her question.

Sirius and Lyka both came walking over.

"Can you stand Levi?" Sirius asked.

"Oh, stand? Why didn't I think of that, eh?" I replied through my teeth.

I could hear Reyna scoff in the back, muttering something like 'damn the sarcasm' or along those lines.

Spectre came over, grabbed my arm and said,

"Pain incoming."

Then she pulled me to my feet, and helped me up the stairs to my room.

Well, I say helped, but in reality she kinda just dragged me up the stairs.

Once I was laying down, Spectre went downstairs and brought Lykfilia back up with her.

"And what purpose did it serve...to drag me up here.....just so she could heal me?" I said while Lyka carefully examined my leg, trying to find out where to heal it.

"Well, in all honesty, none. But you deserved the pain you fucking idiot. What were you guys thinking, charging into headquarters full of bronze and angels?!" She half-shouted at me.

"Well, we weren't thinking much about those aspects!"

"Obviously!" She replies again.

"There Levi, now you should be able to walk again." Lykfilia's quiet voice said.

I turned to her.

"Thank you." I said to her, and she instantly brightened up. I stood up, looking at Spectre.

"Do you know how long it has been since we last sparred?" I asked her.

"Too long Lesauvage, too long." She replied, no longer mad, I think.

"Wanna go out to the training grounds? Teach Sirius something. I don't know."

"Ay, do you have a death wish Lesauvage? Because I don't think that's a good idea." She replied in her usual sarcastic tone.

"Come on Spectre, do it for the old times!"

"Fine. But if he ends up badly injured, remember whose idea this was." Lykfilia nodded in agreement, then went downstairs to prepare a first-aid kit for immediate help.

A week later, I started regretting that sparring session. It hurt me everywhere. Seriously, I could barely move without being in some kind of pain.

"See Leviathan, we tried to tell you it was a bad idea." Lykfilia said to me, and then she left after she realized how late it was. I decided that sleep was the best option right now, so I laid down and fell right asleep.

I don't know how much later, but later that night, I was woken up from my peaceful state by none other than Spectre.

"For the sake of the sun and moon, Spectre, what are you doing here?! It's the middle of the night!" I asked her.

"Shhhhh Leviathan, not so loud or you'll wake the others." She replied, avoiding my question.

"What. Are. You. Doing. Here?" I asked again, annoyed that she avoided my question in the first place.

"I want to show you something. It's outside, so we're going to have to portal there." She replied.

"Can't it wait until the morning?" I asked, yawning.

"I wish it could, but it can only be seen in the moonlight."

Leviathan groaned as he got out of bed and put on a shirt.

"This better be important if you're dragging me out of bed in the middle of the night for it."

"It is, I promise. Now shut up and follow me."

I followed Spectre downstairs and out of the tavern. After about five minutes of walking, we stopped, and Spectre made a portal.

"Why didn't you just do this in the backyard of the Helm, eh?" I asked her.

"Because portals are noisy and the other's would have woken up."

Then, she dragged me through the portal, leading us to the cliffside, the cliff looking out over the ocean facing Mizeareigh.

"What is it?"

"See over there? There are cracks forming in the barrier surrounding Mizeareigh." She said in a matter-of-fact voice.

"And why is that so important that you had to wake me up in the middle of the night for it?"

"Firstly, you can only see the barrier in the moonlight, and secondly, do you know what happens if it breaks? Every demonic being on that island will be free to roam Araycien as they please. And your father, Argo, will come straight for you and you know it." She told me, and I finally realized what she was trying to tell me. If the barrier breaks, all the demons will be free. Even the ones in prison. As an ex-soldier of Mizeareigh, I knew what that meant. Destruction to every single living thing.

"Well, can't we find a solution tomorrow? I can't quite think when I'm this tired."

I turned around and started walking back to the portal, when it closed right in front of me.

I thought I heard Spectre lightly chuckling behind me, and then I heard a definite incantation that was most certainly not a transportation spell.

"Cadunt in immota fragores." she said, and I felt my body collapse on the ground, but immediately be pulled up into a kneeling position by some strange force.

"What the hell? Spectre, what is the point of this?"

Spectre took a step towards him, a crazy half-grin etched on her face.

"I never go back on my word, you know that. This is me holding my end of the bargain." She said.

"What? What bargain?!" I asked, trying to keep calm, but failing terribly.

"For your memories."

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"I suppose we could make a deal." Argo started.

"What kind of deal?"

"You get Leviathan's memories, in exchange for something else." He said.

"Like what?" Spectre asked him.

"You get him back to Mizeareigh, and I'll give you his memories back."

"So you can kill him with the ascension ritual? I'm not so sure that's a good idea."

"Well, then we have a slight problem-"

"I'm not saying I won't do it, I'm saying It's not a good idea." She said confidently.

"How can I be sure you're capable of fulfilling your promise?" He asked her, more mocking than actually concerned.

In a flash, Spectre had a small dagger lodged in the table, beside Argo's right hand.

Argo laughed at her.

"You missed." He said.

"It wasn't my intention to hit you. Don't you recognize the hilt, Argotaurius Lesauvage?"

Argo took a closer look at it, and when he realized what he was looking at, he drew in a sharp breath. It was the horn of a demon, his, to be precise.

Argotaurius stood up from his desk.

"You!? Oh how the times have changed." He laughed. "When I first met you, Trophonia Tergeo, I would never have thought you'd turn your back to Raziel. Yet here you are."

"What is your point, demon? If you're just saying random things, I might as well go back. Spectre replied coldly.

"Do what you want, but if you leave now, you'll never know the truth about who you really are, and that knowledge will affect how this eternal war ends." He told her.

Spectre turned around, facing Argo once more.

"Who I really am? What does that even mean?"